I woke up when the engine of the car shut off.
"Come on pumpkin," He said gently.
"I'm not your pumpkin," I spat with all the heartlessness i could muster.
I got out of the car and he grabbed a hold of me. He led me inside and we went into a familiar room. He slung me on the bed and started pacing.
"I'm very disappointed in you," He suddenly said.
" What did you expect for me to go along with this bullshit!" With that he slapped me across the face. Anger course through my veins. How couls someone be this sick?
"You will learn to respect me," he said through gritted teeth.
"I don't know if I can do that I mean you did rip me from everything and everyone I love," I said sarcastically.And it was true, but I was more torn up than I let on.
He punched me in the face and walked out of the room.
I cried for what seemed like hours until I was calm enough to get in the shower. I turned the hot water on and let my dirty white summer dress fall to the floor. I climbed in the tub and let the water pelt on me like warm summer rain. I just sat there letting the tears run down my face. As if i could wash away all the greif and sadness and anger I felt.
'Why would somebody do this to me' I thought holding my face in my hands.
I heard the lock on the bedroom door click and I jumped up. I frantically dried off and got dressed.
I walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.
"What do you want?" I asked coldly.
"You didn't eat dinner," he said blankly handing me a glass of tea and a tin foil covered plate.
He walked out of the room and i heard the lock click telling me i was trapped in this room again.
I walked over to a little table set up in the room and collapsed in the chair. I shoveled the food in my mouth not caring what it was. I had refused to eat all day because i was really pissed off but i was too hungry and tired to refuse. I chugged the tea down.
When i was done I went to bed with a fool stomach. But i had a broken heart.
